Luyện nghe bài hát A Growing Boy Needs His Lunch

In gas stations with mini-marts
You'll find of them for sale
Liquor-filled statues of Elvis
Screw his head off and drink like a

His disciples flock to a fitting shrine
Sprawled across his ghastly mansion
A shopping mall filled with prayer rugs and Elvis

And I wonder, I wonder
Will ever Elvis take the place of in a thousand years?
Religious wars, barbaric
worldwide over, what's left of his myth?

A boy needs his lunch
A growing boy his lunch

When get banned we're safe up north
We just them to those other countries
Soon there's of exotic deformed babies
Somehow that's not our

Just dip 'em in glaze, paint 'em orange and
For the Arizona roadside
To sell alongside burros and bird baths

And I wonder, yeah I
Why so many insects around us off the dead
The squads, starvation
Foreign aid, just leave it to the of the marketplace

A growing boy needs his
A boy needs his lunch

Everyone should just love each
Dip your toe the fire
Drop your guns and and love each other
Life begins the bunker

And while busy hugging in the streets
Outgrowing your for all to feel
Jiminy Cricket's a game to play
Stick neck out and trust, it'll be chopped away

Jimmy through your front doors
Rifle through your sacred
my pockets, deface your dreams
'Til the cows home to me, to me, all for me

Nibbling like an earwig winding through brain
Bound Lawrence Harvey spreadeagle to a bed
The migraine gets worse we find out we lay eggs
And no one in all of Borneo can hear you scream,

A growing boy his lunch
A growing boy needs his
A growing boy his lunch

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